Whenever I want to say something, I think to myself, “should I say this?” Then I get into this huge thought experiment where I say the thing and make everyone sad I’m so awful and so instead I open my real mouth and say “caca poopoo dune buggy ride on a turd” and I am vindicated.

This weekend we watched 6 episodes of Mindhunter. The most important part of this binge was that I made up an entirely new theme song with lyrics when each episode came up, and I got the exact same negative, borderline violent response from my wife each time I did this.

For 4 of the 6 the song ended with some variant of "the minds we hunted were actually our own," which I think added some consistency between attempts but also served to make it that much annoying to her as a bit.

I'm not entirely sure where I'm going with this other than to say I'm pretty bad in person and my online persona completely reflects this.

I got mad at Twitter for some yet another dumbass policy slip a year ago and joined knzk gang and then being tired of some precious Japanese boy being responsible for my instance being down made my own server over Christmas. Fediversarish.

I wish I had had the presence of mind to have filmed the time I had Toot! open in front of Jack Dorsey.